What do you think both Beth and Rio were thinking in that 3x04 scene? Beth is so hard to read here so is Rio? What are your thoughts?
i'm assuming you mean this scene, anon (if not, I've talked about the bar scene a lot. Once i answered what i think they did while waiting for the paper to dry, but i don't really agree with anything i said there anymore, haha.
there, i basically say that i think that beth tried to come up with something to talk about, while rio enjoyed watching her squirm, and they talked a little—mostly beth walking him through what she was doing.
now, i don't think they spoke at all, and i don't think they were in those headspaces, exactly.
the scene is really erotic, and that's always been obvious with the choice of song, but i think they're clearly in that headspace physically.
when beth walks into the backroom, i think she is truly terrified. i think rio's gun means something again, even if he's no longer able to use proximity or physically imposing on her judging by the way he leans over the table, gun against the wood (this isn't him yanking her to him and pressing the cool metal against her face, mouths inches apart, breathing heavy). and i do think rio wants her to feel that way—i think it's important for him that she feel that way. after all, he's trying to re-establish power—something beth doesn't seem to realize he feels he's lost the moment he wondered if that pregnancy was real and ended up sparing her life.
but beth's fear and rio's anger shift and mutate as rio watches and beth's good. and as beth starts to realize he knows she's good, i think being watched become kind of thrilling. he's seeing her, and it still does something to her. and i think the fact that that's laced with the fear intrigues her, and rio likes that it intrigues her. he's still enjoying being in the position of looking, of judging, but he's thinking of her in that way again—symbolized by his hand lifting off the gun to weave together in his lap—and i think that, at least for a bit, his anger towards her gets replaced at anger towards himself for being impressed, for being proud, for being attracted to her still, after everything.
this reminds me that i actually started scribbling down a side-by-side pov fic where both of them immediately go and separately and furiously masturbate as soon as it's over, each of them playing out a slightly different sexy powerplay fantasy—both of them beginning with imagining themselves having it, but coming when they each imagine the other snatching the power back, because at the core of it, they both find the game too good.









